Livingston 2-0 Celtic Review.
A Beautiful Sunday that was not. From the euphoria of an outstanding and commanding performance to,well,Shitshow Sunday. And I’m truly at a loss to explain it.
We lined up man for man almostexactly the same as we did the other night,the exception being Bauer in for Elhamed at right back. You wouldn’t have guessed it. While it may be harsh to suggest that the team sheet could easily have read Anon from 1-11,I’d say it isn’t too wide of the mark. We had too many players off the boil,too many who simply didn’t turn up. Livingston were the exact opposite.
Ironically,I suggested before the match that Lenny would stick to the same eleven as on Thursday night,simply because we had the benefit of the international fortnight to help with recovery. In actual fact-and with the benefit of hindsight-that probably worked against us. I’ve little doubt that if we had an important run of two matches a week to come that he would have freshened things up a bit. We don’t,he didn’t,and yesterday was the result of it.
Livingston were right up for it from the off. I was hoping we would burst out of the starting stalls and have an early scoring burst. Not so. The opposition harried and pressed at every opportunity and rarely missed the chance to leave a foot in the tackle. Yet it was Livingston who were getting the benefit of the decisions,with a number of free kicks in dangerous areas. One in particular was very well-worked and straight off the training pitch,leaving Forster to make an important stop low to his left. Us? We huffed and puffed and got our just rewards of eff all.
Even with such a poor performance from us it didn’t look likely that we would lose,that it was just another one of those displays that we save for our now too-frequent excursions onto plastic. Until Ryan Christie had an uncharacteristic lapse in midfield. He failed to control the ball and went in rashly on the Livingston player to regain possession. Studs up and straight into his shin and few watching could complain about the resulting red card.
Strangely enough,about ninety seconds earlier,Collum-for it was he-was excellently positioned to see Eddy being the victim of an equally reckless challenge,the Livingston player going straight through him to clean him out. But taking any action would have seen a card issued as well as a free kick to us in a dangerous area.
Just not gonna happen,is it? No card,not even a free kick. Scandalous,but that was how he chose to referee for the entire match. He only handed out the bookings in injury time and even then ensured that we got one each too.
The two Livingston goals were well worth the viewing,if I’m honest. The first one was the result of an outstanding pass-probably the best or only bit of football all day-which left our defence leaden footed. The scorer was the same fella who Christie had earlier fouled,but it would be wrong to wish that he had hit him a bit harder! That came immediately after the restart and it seemed to galvanise us into action as we peppered the Livi goal. The problem is that in doing so we left ourselves open to a break.
Thirty minutes into the half came the almost inevitable second. An aimless long ball over the top,Dykes-who had been fouling all day without comment from the ref-ran onto it,lobbed Fraser and it was welcome to second spot,Celtic.
A pish-poor performance from us,second-best all day to a merely workmanlike and industrial Livingston. I think that is their first ever victory over us,and I can’t deny that they deserved it on the day. But for all that,I’m gonna give my Man of the Match award to
Willie Collum for an impeccable display of snivelling wretchedness.
We now need to ensure that we win every game from now till the winter break. Once again,the huns negotiated a match without a booking despite conceding the same number of free kicks as we did. Two yellows and a red for us,and that is becoming something of a theme. I’ve warned about this before,that we need to be prepared for the inevitable suspensions. Sevco,it seems,have no such worries.
Above article by BMCUWP. As it is international fortnight,we are running with a series detailing some of our greatest comebacks. Go back a few days to read RISING LIKE LAZARUS,a view from 1903 courtesy of JIMMYNOTPAUL. So we want to read your account of a similar comeback. I can think of loads of them! Mail yours to Mahe